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Tuesday, March 08, 2016

So
I've been trying to give these perfectly good running shoes to Goodwill
for a decade. They've only got about a hundred miles on them, but 26.2
of them were in my first completed Ironman. I bought them, broke them
in, and then put them on in T2 over a dislocated big toe, hoping and
praying to (but not knowing if I could) cross the finish line. They did,
these shoes carried me there, through the pain, through the puking,
thankfully not through crawling (though I didn't rule out the
possibility). So it's been just a tiny bit hard to let them go.

Finally
I decided that there was only one place I could leave them: at Pre's
Rock. For those of you who don't know this, there is a semi-shrine at
the place where Steve Prefontaine lost his life in a car accident in
1975. There have been Olympic medals left here, shoes worn by world
champions and those worn in someone's first-ever 5k, race numbers from
all over the world. To athletes everywhere, his legacy is immortal and
his words stay in our ears in the darkest moments of training or racing:

"To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the gift"."Don't let fatigue make a coward out of you""Success isn't how far you go, but the distance you traveled from where you started."

These quotes are in the arsenal we keep in the recesses of our brain, to pull out at Mile 21 when the world narrows to a dim, pain-filled tunnel with a finish line at the end of it. So although Pre has been gone for a long time, I still run every week on the trail he helped to create, inspired by the ones he saw while competing in Europe. And this seemed like the only place I could leave my shoes behind. They still have the reflective stickers required in an Ironman for athletes running after dark. They still hold the memories of crossing a finish line. I think they're worthy of resting there.

2 comments:

OMG, you are still out there! Funny, I was wonding about you sometime last week I think; it is interesting to think about how bloggers are doing when they suddenly drop off for a while (guilty as charged for me too)...that is a perfect place for your shoes, quite symbolic. I hope you are doing well - still crossfitting and endurance sporting?

Yes, I should probably write a "what the heck happened to me?" post, LOL. Basically, my life sort of blew up - divorce, move, etc. But I'm still enjoying swimming, biking, running, and all's well that ends well.